Surprise Visitor of the Furry Kind

Here's what happened to me a few days ago, thanks to my 5 cats! It finally cleared after a few days of rain & we all were happy to let them go outside again. Now, I've had a problem once before, (okay, twice, but once was last year & the door was propped open for unloading groceries), with a cat tricking me into letting them inside while they still carried a very live chipmunk in their mouth! I was able to trap it in the kitchen, open the doors & shoo it out after an hour. I swore never again, as I sanitized anywhere it had been. Well, apparently, my cat learned a new trick & can still open closed doors if they aren't locked with a dead bolt!

I very carefully check through the windows, just to be sure they don't carry any "toys" in with them. Somehow, while I was on the phone, the side door flew open and out of the corner of my eye I saw a cat run in. I thought nothing of it, maybe she just got startled by the mail carrier. Then I hear all sorts of crashing & bounding around in my downstairs bedroom where another cat had been sleeping. I get off the phone, run in to see why they were making a ruckus, & discover,*shudder*, a chipmunk running all over my nice, clean bedroom, while 2 cats chase it like crazy! One of my girls always brings her "toy" to the other & they tag team it. The one sleeping inside was her buddy, so she brought the "toy" to her, which is kind of sweet. But, at the time, I did not appreciate her thoughtfulness!

I had to close off the room & try to get the cats to chase the little guy into a box. Yeah, didn't work because he hunkered down & the cats got BORED! Those stinkers wanted back outside, they were done playing this game. I threw them out and called in my most efficient killer, Miss Kitty, the chipmunk slaughtering machine! All the other cats just chase and don't usually leave a mark on the prey, but Miss Kitty has the need to eat everything she kills so I figured she wouldn't give up the hunt & she might chase it outside.

I made a cordon of empty shipping boxes, leading from the bedroom to the side & front doors. It took three damn hours, and all the rest of the cats running in & out like it was party time, but eventually Miss Kitty chased him out the front door and into the neighbors yard. I hope the little guy escaped for good, but I was so into it, I never noticed some neighbors I don't really know, walking by as I was dressed only in a T-shirt & underpants, an ice pack tied to my forehead, cursing a blue streak & waving a broom trying to get this thing out of my damn house. I am screaming "Go, Go! Kill him! *&&%#" and then I look up & see them watching me as 3 cats fly out off the house chasing something. They must have thought I was INSANE! Or a cat abuser because I doubt they saw the rodent!

Here's what happened to me a few days ago, thanks to my 5 cats! It finally cleared after a few days of rain & we all were happy to let them go outside again. Now, I've had a problem once before, (okay, twice, but once was last year &
...

Here's what happened to me a few days ago, thanks to my 5 cats! It finally cleared after a few days of rain & we all were happy to let them go outside again. Now, I've had a problem once before, (okay, twice, but once was last year & the door was propped open for unloading groceries), with a cat tricking me into letting them inside while they still carried a very live chipmunk in their mouth! I was able to trap it in the kitchen, open the doors & shoo it out after an hour. I swore never again, as I sanitized anywhere it had been. Well, apparently, my cat learned a new trick & can still open closed doors if they aren't locked with a dead bolt!

I very carefully check through the windows, just to be sure they don't carry any "toys" in with them. Somehow, while I was on the phone, the side door flew open and out of the corner of my eye I saw a cat run in. I thought nothing of it, maybe she just got startled by the mail carrier. Then I hear all sorts of crashing & bounding around in my downstairs bedroom where another cat had been sleeping. I get off the phone, run in to see why they were making a ruckus, & discover,*shudder*, a chipmunk running all over my nice, clean bedroom, while 2 cats chase it like crazy! One of my girls always brings her "toy" to the other & they tag team it. The one sleeping inside was her buddy, so she brought the "toy" to her, which is kind of sweet. But, at the time, I did not appreciate her thoughtfulness!

I had to close off the room & try to get the cats to chase the little guy into a box. Yeah, didn't work because he hunkered down & the cats got BORED! Those stinkers wanted back outside, they were done playing this game. I threw them out and called in my most efficient killer, Miss Kitty, the chipmunk slaughtering machine! All the other cats just chase and don't usually leave a mark on the prey, but Miss Kitty has the need to eat everything she kills so I figured she wouldn't give up the hunt & she might chase it outside.

I made a cordon of empty shipping boxes, leading from the bedroom to the side & front doors. It took three damn hours, and all the rest of the cats running in & out like it was party time, but eventually Miss Kitty chased him out the front door and into the neighbors yard. I hope the little guy escaped for good, but I was so into it, I never noticed some neighbors I don't really know, walking by as I was dressed only in a T-shirt & underpants, an ice pack tied to my forehead, cursing a blue streak & waving a broom trying to get this thing out of my damn house. I am screaming "Go, Go! Kill him! *&&%#" and then I look up & see them watching me as 3 cats fly out off the house chasing something. They must have thought I was INSANE! Or a cat abuser because I doubt they saw the rodent!

Ah, just a day in the life of the crazy cat lady!

Oh my! That sounds like fun! No chipmunks here, but I have had recent encounters with racoons, turtles, and lizards at various houses.

My dog used to catch gophers and play with them. She would fling the gopher up into the air and chase it when it landed and tried to scurry away. She was always so sad when she broke her gopher toy. Then she'd carry it around in her mouth trying to show it off or something. Disgusting animals are disgusting.

Thanks for that link. I just hugged my three Rottweilers and promised them we would "never, ever" let a cat into our home.

hahaha, as funny as that sounds, you are right to comfort them, a cat just might terrorize them all! I was raised with cats and German Shepherds, plus other assorted medium size dogs and it was chaos, but lots of fun!

Unfortunately, the Oatmeal's graphic in the link I posted is all too true, I think! I tend to think that dogs playing with their critters, as Fluke described above, is more about play, but cats know just what they are doing, lol! Dogs are like Lennie from Of Mice and Men (remember the mouse) and cats are more like the Marquis de Sade. Okay, not the best example, but I have been up all night for the second night in a row and am approaching rock bottom.

Bignuf, I think you'll get a kick out of the following video about the difference between dogs and cats, as portrayed by humans (the funniest video on YouTube, imo)! Cat Friend vs Dog Friend

If anybody wants a laugh and hasn't read it yet, check out Secret Cat Diary . I first read it years ago and it's still the funniest thing I've ever read as far as cats goes. It's a supposed diary written by a cat from his perspective on his "captivity"

Here's what happened to me a few days ago, thanks to my 5 cats! It finally cleared after a few days of rain & we all were happy to let them go outside again. Now, I've had a problem once before, (okay, twice, but once was last year &
...

Here's what happened to me a few days ago, thanks to my 5 cats! It finally cleared after a few days of rain & we all were happy to let them go outside again. Now, I've had a problem once before, (okay, twice, but once was last year & the door was propped open for unloading groceries), with a cat tricking me into letting them inside while they still carried a very live chipmunk in their mouth! I was able to trap it in the kitchen, open the doors & shoo it out after an hour. I swore never again, as I sanitized anywhere it had been. Well, apparently, my cat learned a new trick & can still open closed doors if they aren't locked with a dead bolt!

I very carefully check through the windows, just to be sure they don't carry any "toys" in with them. Somehow, while I was on the phone, the side door flew open and out of the corner of my eye I saw a cat run in. I thought nothing of it, maybe she just got startled by the mail carrier. Then I hear all sorts of crashing & bounding around in my downstairs bedroom where another cat had been sleeping. I get off the phone, run in to see why they were making a ruckus, & discover,*shudder*, a chipmunk running all over my nice, clean bedroom, while 2 cats chase it like crazy! One of my girls always brings her "toy" to the other & they tag team it. The one sleeping inside was her buddy, so she brought the "toy" to her, which is kind of sweet. But, at the time, I did not appreciate her thoughtfulness!

I had to close off the room & try to get the cats to chase the little guy into a box. Yeah, didn't work because he hunkered down & the cats got BORED! Those stinkers wanted back outside, they were done playing this game. I threw them out and called in my most efficient killer, Miss Kitty, the chipmunk slaughtering machine! All the other cats just chase and don't usually leave a mark on the prey, but Miss Kitty has the need to eat everything she kills so I figured she wouldn't give up the hunt & she might chase it outside.

I made a cordon of empty shipping boxes, leading from the bedroom to the side & front doors. It took three damn hours, and all the rest of the cats running in & out like it was party time, but eventually Miss Kitty chased him out the front door and into the neighbors yard. I hope the little guy escaped for good, but I was so into it, I never noticed some neighbors I don't really know, walking by as I was dressed only in a T-shirt & underpants, an ice pack tied to my forehead, cursing a blue streak & waving a broom trying to get this thing out of my damn house. I am screaming "Go, Go! Kill him! *&&%#" and then I look up & see them watching me as 3 cats fly out off the house chasing something. They must have thought I was INSANE! Or a cat abuser because I doubt they saw the rodent!

I really am that crazy cat lady and I don't even care! I miss having dogs though, but the cats I have now have issues with dogs, so no go. In the meantime, I have become used to the peace and quiet without dogs and get my doggy fix with family and neighbor dogs. I cannot live without cats though, so I guess I really am more a cat person than a dog person if it comes right down to it.